Just created this site. Will be putting my fanfic here for those of you that are interested. It will be up, eventually. Be on the lookout Bleach fans >_>
I posted some of my story ^_^ Ill keep the Music Video up till I can fancy my site up a bit. High and Mighty Color and their song "Ichirin no Hana" HandMC ftw!!
The path to Seireitei seemed longer than Azael expected. The last Rukongai district he went through was the 21st district. He originally stayed in the 25th district. Azael has been traveling for at least two days now. Each district was quite large. Unfortunately, he only traveled during the day when it was busy. He didnt want to travel at night, only because he was tired of putting up with wanna-bee thieves. But, it was still hard to travel during the day, carrying such a large weapon. Many people seemed frightened as Azael walked by. He was annoyed that so many people were eyeing him.
"So, young man. Do you need something to cover that large blade of yours?" said an old man's voice from behind.
Azael turned around to see a real short old man. He had very few white hairs on the top of his near-bald head. Azael smiled slightly and said, "Ah yes, it would make my travels to Seireitei much easier."
The old man's eyes widened. He whispered, "You're going there?" The old man wiped his forhead and calmed down. "You've got a long journey ahead of you, young man. You are only in the 19th district."
"Yes, I know. But this weapon and message has to be delivered. To the first captain of the protection squads that is."
The old man coughed, "Old man Yamamoto eh? I havent seen him in years. In that case take this cloth for free." The old man grabbed a huge, forest-green cloth from the table to his left. "This should do, young man. It would make your travels easier."
Azael bowed his head, "Thank you sir. I am very grateful for his cloth. May I ask your name."
The old man quirked an eyebrow, "Yamamoto Kazuma. And yours young man?"
It is Hiyayaka Azael. It was nice meeting you Yamamoto-san." Azael bowed again.
"And the same to you, Hiyayaka-san." The old man bowed what little he could. "My apologies, Hiyayaka-san. My back isnt what it used to be." He laughed
"It's no problem. I must depart now."
"Send the captain my greetings." Kazuma said hastily.
Azael turned the other way and said over his right shoulder, "I shall do so. Sayonara." Azael walked off to the exit of district nineteen.
Kazuma held his hand over his heart and said to himself. "That young man has amazing reiatsu(spirit power) I believe he would become a great Shinigami."
A whole day passed. Thanks to the cloth Kazuma handed Azael, he was able to travel much faster. People werent eyeing him as much, and he was able to travel at night without worry of thieves. At the end of that day he made it to the 15th district. He approached a persons' house to ask if he could stay overnight. "I know its sudden to ask, but Im awefully tired. If you need, I can pay money too."
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